No, it isn't Christmas yet, no matter what the stores want us to believe.
I have so much to say from this weekend - and so much I really want to forget - that I thought I'd just take dear Susie Q up on her tag.
Because I'm all kinds of lazy, and I need a bit longer to sort through my weekend.
Jobs I have had:
Babysitter, fast food worker, daycare teacher, tutor, office assistant, office manager, retail worker, editorial assistant, soup kitchen manager, college professor (yes, me!), and news editor.
(I won't include that three-day stint as counter help at a cut-rate dry cleaners, because I'm trying to block that out of my memory.)
Movies I could watch over & over:
Ferris Bueller's Day Off, The Princess Bride, The Wizard of Oz, Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, How to Marry a Millionare - oh, I'm sure I could think of more if I thought long enough!
The *Secret* TV shows that I watch:
Clean House, Dr. Who (Ok, that one's not so secret, is it?), Are You Being Served and other Britcoms (thanks to my dear husband), America's Most Smartest Model (I love Ben Stein!)
I have lived:
Tennessee, Texas, Mississippi, Georgia, and South Carolina.
Favorite Foods:
Chocolate, Mexican of most any sort, mashed potatoes, and peanut butter.
(Man, I guess if my favorite foods included "lots of salad greens" I wouldn't have nearly the weight problem that I do!"
Favorite colors: Dark blue, brown, lime green
Places I would love to be now: Home in bed. No question.
Names I like but would not use for my children:
Andrew, Trusty, and Madison - I had Andrews and a Trusty give me major problems at the daycare, and there are way too many Madisons in the world these days!
So, gentle readers, there you have it. Let me leave you with a little picture that was taken this morning, of a tour group from one of our high schools:
Yes, that's me in the front row. Yes, that pose makes me look heavier than I am. Yes, I really need a new bra! Yes, those kids did ask some inappropriate questions, such as how much money we make.
And no, they did not really want to be here. Makes two of us today!
8 comments:
Actually, I thought you were one of the students!
hell, as long as they didn't ask you if you were wearing a bra....
teenagers. beat miss AM to ensure she does NOT turn into one of those snotholes!
Oh, Lissete, you flatter me!
Actually, a couple of years ago I took my first tour of our press facility an hour south of here, and I happened to be with the group of college students who were doing a redesign on our paper. When I tried to introduce myself to the people I'd been talking on the phone to for a few years, but never met, a couple of them told me the same thing!
Guess I should enjoy that while it lasts.
And now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to look for "bra fit tips" online. I just took my measurements, and turns out, I really do have an hourglass figure - scary to think that my hips are the same size as my chest! How did that happen?
You look great and I love your list.
I love it when ferris sings that song on the parade float in the movie. Makes me happy every time. :o)
I think you look great. Bra shopping sucks, I have turned to qvc, so I can try them on and send them back it they are not perfect.
That is so funny, Linda - I ordered at two-pack of Breezies this morning! I didn't really want to spend that much of undergarments while I was still losing weight, but it's slowed down so much, it's not that much of an issue anymore!
Well, you have to have a comfortable bra, cuz if the 'girls' are squished, it ain't pretty. I hate spending the $ too, but find its worth it to have good undies. :o)
You look wonderful!! Really! If I looked that thin, I would be so thrilled!!!
I am laughing about the kids...Bill used to go into schools and talk about being a Naval aviator. Now, this was in elementary mostly. Of course, after they asked about how much money he made (they were all disappointed!) they wanted to know how many people he blew up/shot/killed/bombed/stabbed/ect.etc.etc.
Kids! Waddya going to do!
Warm hugs and hope all in well...thinking about you all!
Sue
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